The returnee brother had just returned to the courtyard, and Xu Damao reprimanded him on the spot, saying that your brother had stolen my chicken. I glanced at Qin Huairu's stove: That chicken was stewed in Jia's pot, and my brother didn't steal it. The whole courtyard was in an uproar. Qin Huairu's face was as white as paper. Yi Zhonghai coughed: Xiao He, you can't say this nonsense. I opened my notebook: Last night, Bangge climbed over the wall and entered Xu's chicken coop. I videotaped the whole process. Later, the whole courtyard knew that the second boy from the He family had returned with surveillance films of the entire alley in his hands. And I closed the book and smiled: In this yard, you can't live by words, you have to rely on evidence. System prompt: The host has unlocked the "image recording" ability, which can be used three times a day. I looked at the chaotic crowd in the courtyard: The accounts of this courtyard will be recorded one by one from today, and the pictures will speak for themselves.
